Send money to Goldstein, and I’ll make it stop.
DUE TO TECHNICAL DIFFICULTY THIS FASCINATING OPTICAL ILLUSION NO LONGER VIEWABLE
update: While I appreciate the the thought, I don’t like blegs. I hate doing them myself, and I hate it even more when it’s done for me when I’d rather it not be.
Thanks—Jeff
ooooohhh…. pretty.
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TW: Ground oregano, anyone?
Ards, you’re not helping!
I’m blackmailing you, dammit.
You know, while listening to Eivind Aarset, this somehow brings it all together.
If I give Jeff some more money will the become a goldstein only blog again?
I, OTOH, LOVE blegging. Can I have any donations you don’t want?
Hmm.
Think I’ll save that and put it up as wallpaper on the computer at work.
Regards,
Ric
Who needs what here? Does Jeff or Dan need money? Who needs the money? Maybe JD or Pablo needs some money. I could do with some money, but WOW I have a job and EARN it.
Where’s that sparkle? Where’s that confidence, Jeffy?
Dan, dude, you managed to screw the layout. You should give US readers money for having to deal with it.
Jeffy, hard times? Dickens seems to have had an answer for that—way back in olden times.
Buck up my man.
while 59 is failing, I’d always give you a second chance.
Here’s a tip for you, Jeff.
– fivor…If we Joooosss wanted tips we wouldn’t get rid of them in the first place…. grok?
Bang(less) thanks for the info, but I still think Jeff could earn more by picking something than trying to milk you all for a few more bucks. Having never given the man money, I could stand corrected.
So what is it? Jeffy, do you get more from direct or indirect blegging while sitting on your butt or could you turn all that enegy to picking fruit?
Bang(less) you have a “real” job, no? That’s how you can subsidize Jeffy, right?
Hey fivor: Jeff didn’t ask for money. Quit being a wanker, ‘kay?
If we Joooosss wanted tips we wouldn’t get rid of them in the first place…. grok?
Mohels are always rich, you know.
Fivor, if you’re throwing cash around, then yes, I need money. For the orphans.
Email me!
fivor–
What I was blegging for was contributions to defray business-related expenses on this blog, which we enjoy. I don’t hear much lefty complaint about NPR’s regular blegging, do you? And it’s funny, isn’t it, that when a sensitive lefty is a stay-at-home dad, that’s cause for celebration, but when it’s not a lefty it’s cause for mockery.
Shove it, you jackass.
<a href=”http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,13509-2420064,00.html” target=”_blank”>Then there’s the rich and yobbish driving Jews out of the ghetto in Rome. It’s a pogrom, I tell you!
Today I finally learned the meaning of the word bleg. Sort of. At least now I know it when I see it.
“Mohels are always rich, you know….”
“Why Mommy….”
“They always get the biggest tips….”
*rim shot*
– Oh and fivor-dork…every time you drop one of your jealousy laden Left-turd comments on a conservative blog, you add another rock to your ulcer garden. I love to watch your idiotarian gaggle eat yourselves up with that green monster on your backs.
– Like a seaman apprentice at a Navy enlistment station, something you’ll never get within 100 miles of, with your battleship mouth and rowboat ass. Like Texans say… All hat and no cattle.
What’s with the “Jeffy” stuff from the lefties, anyway? Is that part of the nuance they’re always going on about? Because I simply don’t get it.
Anyway, I’ll try posting a little more frequently, but with the house stuff starting to settle down, I’m hoping to get on with that screenplay I was commissioned to write.
Which, shhh—don’t tell anyone. Because unlike caring for your own child full time (as opposed to the children of others—we don’t like to badmouth the nannies or illegals who are just trying to earn a living), writing for money might actually sound like gainful employ.
And I hate shattering illusions.
– Apparently “Utopia” is proving a tad more ellusive than they’d hoped for, and that great “Bastion of tolorance” on the Left, has more than it’s share of “Les raisins’ au aigres”.
I LOVE raisins!
Hey – about your screenplay – it helps to remember that there are two things that can’t miss – babies – people love babies – and talking dogs – talking dogs are ALWAYS funny. I heard a guy say that once at a Starbucks in Studio City. I had hoped to one day profit from this wisdom myself, but I pass it along inasmuch as you’ve been commissioned and all.
I am very very glad to hear that you will be writing more frequently. Real bloggers blog and all that, and I was getting a little disillusioned. And also just before you left I told my best friend how brilliant you were and she started reading right when your guestpeople showed up and I looked like an idiot.
Whew. For a minute I thought you were going to say we looked like idiots.
I wish I could get paid to write. I just do it for the chicks.
They’ll be turning up any minute now, I know it.